"Hmph, that's the Red Wind Evil, and it's produced in the vast world.↖," After a long time, Bai Mu's expression returned to normal. He carried his hands on his back and pondered: "Don't think about the place where I collected the Red Wind Evil. However, there are still some places on this continent that can be found."

Yu Linghe raised her eyebrows and said in surprise: "Where is it?"

"Chimeng Ridge is the best place you can go at the moment." Bai Mu said slowly: "However, I don't recommend you go immediately."

Yu Linghe asked suspiciously: "Why?"

"Because you are not strong enough!" Bai Mu said solemnly: "Although you are qualified to step into Chifeng Ridge as long as you can summon the magical objects of form, you need to collect Fengsha, especially Chifeng Sha, you need to have stronger cultivation. Otherwise, hehe, the magical objects of form you summoned will not be able to withstand the power of Fengsha at all."

Yu Linghe's face changed slightly, and he said righteously: "Senior, when can I go to Chifengling?"

Bai Mu hesitated for a moment and said, "Although there are countless opportunities in Chifeng Ridge, the crisis and opportunities are proportional. Let's go until your transformation of magical objects can reach the level of spiritual similarity!"

Yu Linghe frowned, and a hint of disgrace finally appeared on her face.

Most people can only transform their visual objects after opening their eyes. Of course, it is another matter for genius such as Yu Linghe, Yu Ziyuan and Geng Chu.

Generally speaking, the transformed and magical objects released by the believers who have just opened their eyes can reach the level of similar shapes, just like those painters and painters who had been in their previous life. Although everyone can see what the pictures they painted are, they lack a rare charm. Only by having their shape but not their spirits, so the appreciation value is greatly reduced.

Such a person will be just a painter for the rest of his life.

However, even so, being able to transform into a magical object is also a great thing for the divine lay Buddhists.

If these believers accumulate strength in their bodies and leave the visual objects in the way of painting, they will become a treasure map without quality.

Yu Linghe has made several treasure maps without any quality, and is not unfamiliar with this.

As their cultivation level improves, some open-eyed believers gradually understand some of the principles of heaven and earth. When their cultivation level increases significantly, the transformation and magical objects released will also be greatly improved.

At that time, their transformations of spirit objects could reach the level of divine similarity.

If a visual object of a divine level is left with a treasure map, it is a treasure map of the charm. It is like a treasure carefully drawn by a real painter, which often has many touching points on it.

If the lay Buddhist Shenxiang can activate the power of the Shenyun Treasure Map, it can even pose a certain threat to the eye-opening believers.

Of course, with the improvement of cultivation, there are also the existence of treasure maps such as family inheritance, defending the city, establishing a country, maintaining a country, securing a tribe, and peerless. However, those level treasure maps are already very distant for Ling He.

The spirit of the transformation of the spirit is equivalent to Yu Linghe reaching the level of being able to produce the Shenyun treasure map.

It is indeed an extremely difficult thing for a young man who has just opened his eyes.

Bai Mu looked at Yu Linghe's thoughtful expression and suddenly asked, "Boy, did you open your divine eyes when you opened your eyes?"

Yu Linghe was stunned, and he looked up in surprise and said, "Senior, what do you mean?"

"Hmph!" Bai Mu said coldly: "I have seen it. With Geng Chu's qualifications, it is not very likely that you want to open both divine eyes, but if you only want to open a single divine eye, there is still a great possibility." He paused and said: "You can defeat Geng Chu and open your eyes on the spot. The qualifications should be higher than Geng Chu. Hehe, if you can't even open your divine eye, then others will have no chance."

Yu Linghe looked at him for a while, stretched out his thumb and said, "Senior. You are indeed knowledgeable, and I admire you." He said something respectful, but he never mentioned what he had opened his divine eyes.

He could not tell others that he really had divine eyes, and it was the three divine eyes. If he said this, Bai Mu would probably be shocked and would not be able to slice and study him first.

Bai Mu laughed and said, "Boy, since you have obtained the divine eye, it will not be difficult to cultivate the transformation of the divine object to the level of divine similarity." He patted Yu Linghe on the shoulder and said, "You should do it yourself, I'm leaving." After that, his figure flashed, and he actually took a flash step, and disappeared in an instant.

Yu Linghe's expression moved slightly, Bai Mu had already integrated the technique of flashing steps into his physical instinct. This perfection was far beyond what he could achieve at this moment. However, he still had strong self-confidence. As long as he was given three years, no, two years, he might be able to catch up.

If Bai Mu knew what he was thinking at the moment, he would probably scold him for being shameless.

Bai Mu was once a genius on the road of cultivation. He was addicted to the skills of flashing steps for decades, but he could not catch up with within just two or three years.

Of course, if there is no wisdom eye and electric eye, Yu Linghe will never have such confidence. But when the wisdom eye and electric eye are combined, he believes that he can definitely create miracles.

He spread his hands and waved it gently, and a faint cloud suddenly appeared and closed, as if it had never appeared before.

A strange smile appeared on his face, and he slowly said: "Similar to Chifengling."

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"call……"

On the platform, a snow lotus suddenly rose into the air, and the snow lotus bloomed with endless light, and every light splashed. When the snow lotus was fully blooming, the sky seemed to be shrouded by this thousand-foot sword energy.

"Ah Junior Sister! I gave in!"

Amid the countless snow lotus lights, a shrill cry suddenly sounded, and the sound was filled with a scent of panic.

In an instant, the snow lotus that had originally filled the sky suddenly stopped blooming and slowly restrained itself. After seeing this scene, the faces of the young men and women under the ring became even more ugly.

After a moment, the snow lotus completely disappeared. Yu Ziyuan held the sword in one hand and stood in the wind, like a blooming snow lotus, exuding a cold and arrogant atmosphere. Anyone who approached her seemed to feel frostbitten by the cold. She was like a crane standing out. Even if there were countless young masters here, she could still surpass the heroes and stand out.

Opposite him, a man in his thirties smiled bitterly and said, "My junior sister is very skilled in swordsmanship, and she is ashamed of her brother."

Yu Ziyuan returned a greeting and smiled faintly: "Senior brother, I'll give in."

The man sighed inwardly, lowered his head and walked off the ring. Yu Ziyuan rolled his eyes and said coldly: "Who else is the senior brother and sister who wants to give advice to her? Please go on stage!"

Under the arena, there was a sudden silence, and everyone's eyes were flickering. Look at me, I look at you, but no one dared to be the first to be a bird.

They witnessed how powerful the Sky-Crossing Snow Lotus is. At this moment, they were humiliating themselves.

Yu Ziyuan asked three times in a row, but no one answered.

"Yu Ziyuan, you have passed the elite competition and become one of our core disciples. Come into my divine palace." The old voice seemed to be coming from above the Nine Heavens, and everyone was moved to the point of hearing it.

Yu Ziyuan responded, put away the Snow Lotus Divine Sword, and left the arena with a flash.

When she left, countless discussions rang out.

"Hmph, isn't it just relying on a Snow Lotus Divine Sword? What's so awesome!"

"Yes, the Snow Lotus Divine Sword was blinded for no reason, and he actually chose her as the leader of the soldier."

"Shhh, don't blaspheme the Gods!"

"That's right, how can you and I discuss the master of the divine weapon?"

Yu Ziyuan ignored all the voices behind her. In her eyes, it seemed that only the road ahead could attract all her attention.

After a while, she had arrived in front of a tall palace.

When she looked up and looked up at this huge building, even she was lost for a moment.

Three months ago, the master sent her here. Then, she began to practice as an ordinary disciple. In the middle of March, she focused on practicing swordsmanship without any distractions, and focused on practicing swordsmanship. Finally, in today's competition, she fought against all the inner and outer children of the Fang family's two branches with her own strength, and finally won.

The hard work during this period is really hard to describe. But she was willing and never regretted it at all.

Because she knew that as long as she stepped on it, she would be the real core child of the Fang family. That would be fine, but what really touched her was that she could make a request to the elders of the family within her ability.

A faint curve appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she seemed to see the naughty little brother's happy smile.

The two outer children in charge of guarding the palace all stared at each other and thought to themselves, it turned out that this beauty in her heart knew how to laugh, and when she smiled, she looked so beautiful.

Yu Ziyuan put away her smile and entered the main entrance of the palace. After a long time, she came to the main hall.

There were three people sitting here, one of whom had white hair and beards, which was Fang Jianxiang, the second elder of the family. The other two made Yu Ziyuan feel a little surprised.

They are Fang Yudi and Fu Minghuan.

Although Yu Ziyuan had never seen Fang Yudi several times, she also knew that he had a certain status in the Fang family. However, being able to appear with the Second Elder made her feel a little strange.

"I have met the second elder, my master, my master!"

"Haha, Zi Yuan, hurry up and let me see if I have lost weight." Fu Minghua smiled and pulled her up, looked up and down, and felt more and more satisfied.

"Ahem." Fang Yudi coughed helplessly and turned around and said, "Master, Ming Huan is rude."

Fang Jianxiang smiled and shook his head, saying, "It's okay, this is the expression of true feelings." He raised his eyelids and said, "Yu Ziyuan, are you promoted to a core disciple, and you have no wish?"

Yu Ziyuan immediately bowed and said, "Your Making the Second Elder, I have a wish!"
Chapter completed!